Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Let the Summer Begin

Summer officially marked its start this week (although, the 100 degree temperatures for the past few weeks would have us believe it arrived long ago). So far, I can't tell if this summer is going to race by quickly or drag on forever. With our busy schedules, it will be one or the other -- nowhere in between.


So what have we been up to since my last post? A lot. We went to Charleston for a weekend and got so hot, our whole family was just moments away from melting. We played in the rain...literally. We've made frequent visits to the playground. We've been playing outside quite a bit in the torturous heat...and I do mean torturous. I bought Jacob and Annabelle a small inflatable pool for the backyard with a slide and a giraffe that squirts water. That makes the heat slightly more bearable. When we're not in the backyard or at the playground, we've been at church -- our second home. Jacob and Annabelle have started attending the preschool / Mother's Morning Out program at church and I took on a summer teaching position with the same program. I'm teaching three year olds -- 11 three year olds, to be exact.

It's been quite an adjustment for all of us -- me going to work. Even though it is only three mornings a week, it's still thrown us all for a loop just getting accustomed to the new schedule. For example, Annabelle has to be abruptly awoken on school days. She has always been a late sleeper, so waking up before 7:00 AM is something she is not particularly fond of; but, she is a trooper and does fine once she finally opens her eyes. Jacob typically wakes up around 6:45 AM, so his sleep schedule hasn't really been affected. To be honest, my new wake up time isn't exactly ideal for me either -- 5:15 AM. But I'm getting used to it.

Before the first day of school, most of my time was spent at the church getting my classroom ready, mainly creating and assembling a new bulletin board design. Decorating a bulletin board is fun, but it is not easy...especially with a 19 month old running around destroying the room and all your craft supplies. Ugh. So, I enlisted Heath to provide babysitting services over the weekend to give me some time to get things accomplished on my own. That worked out much better...for me, anyway. :)

School days are Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. The Monday before the first day of school was an especially trying day. I had a lot to get done and felt like I wouldn't be able to finish anything. Jacob, Annabelle and I were at church all afternoon, then to top it off, I forgot I had a meeting that evening. I stayed for the meeting...with my two tired, hungry, and "ready to go home" children. Mistake. I decided it was time for me to leave when I looked at them and noticed they had found the sunblock stick from the diaper bag. Both of them were covered in sunblock -- faces, arms, legs, hands -- white as ghosts. Annabelle was handing the stick to Jacob, obviously wanting him to paint on her a little more. (She is used to being painted / written on, you know.) By the time we got in the car, we had all "had it." It had been a LONG day. Both Jacob and Annabelle cried and screamed all the way to Jim 'n Nicks (there was no way I was cooking dinner).

I was playing their lullaby CD, thinking that would help them sleep, or at least, calm them down. No such luck. So, after we pulled away from the drive-thru window, I turned on the radio. A song by MercyMe was playing -- All of Creation (I wanted to add it to the blog playlist, but it's fairly new and hasn't been added to the website yet). The second Jacob and Annabelle heard this song, their crying and screaming turned into smiles and singing. Jacob knows the words. Annabelle does the whoa whoa parts. Their singing touched my heart so much at that particular moment. I was stressed, tired, and on edge...and my children were equally tired and on edge. Yet somehow, that song made it all better. There they were, laughing and singing praises to God, their tears beginning to dry on their faces. And there I was, tears welling up in my eyes, not from stress, but from listening to my two precious children singing in the backseat of the car. At that moment, God spoke to me and revealed to me how blessed I truly am. This was His way of showing me that I needed to stop stressing about everything and focus on Him. I needed to be singing God's praises just as my children were. It worked. I sang and prayed the rest of the way home and almost instantly, I felt a million times better. God is good...all the time!!

Thursday, June 3, 2010

A Day at the Harbor

While we visited my sister in the DC area, we took a trip over to National Harbor for a day. We took the water taxi, which made it extra fun. This was Jacob's and Annabelle's first time on a boat. Annabelle loved it. She seemed to love the wind in her face, the water, the view -- everything. She enjoyed being outside, watching the water. Jacob liked it, but wasn't nearly as thrilled as his sister. He was happier climbing around on the seats inside the cabin. When we took him outside for a better view, he begged to go back inside. They truly are two very different children.



Earlier that day, we went to The Corner Bakery for breakfast. Oh, how I love that place -- especially the swiss oatmeal. Yum. We took our breakfast outside and let Jacob and Annabelle burn some energy by running around and playing by the fountain for a while.

Jacob, enjoying the rest of MY swiss oatmeal.

I tried to get a picture of them sitting beside each other, but the second Annabelle sat down, she was up again. :)



Annabelle climbed up and down these steps over and over and over again. She had scratches all over her legs as proof.

At National Harbor, there is a huge sculpture called "The Awakening" of a giant man embedded in the earth, struggling to free himself. Kids were climbing all over it and everyone was having a picture taken standing in front of it. To Annabelle, it was a giant sandbox. She played hard and, of course, managed to fill her pants with sand.

Jacob stood near the edge of the water and threw rocks.
I have no idea why, but the majority of our time here was spent playing around this enormous foot. Eeewwww.
A Peeps Store -- I never even imagined there was such a thing. They sell dark chocolate covered Peeps. Sooooo good. They also sell these little chocolate candies called Peepsters. They look like Rolos, but instead of caramel, Peepsters are filled with marshmallow. Yum. Yeah, I bought a bag...and ate the whole thing (over several days).

Tribal Warrior Princess

Kids are noisy. It's just a fact. They are, by nature, loud. At least mine are. They are always yelling, screaming, singing, playing drums, laughing, crying, etc... -- just having fun! It's when they get quiet (and not in your sight) that you need to worry. Usually, if things are quiet (too quiet), you can bet they are up to no good.

The other day as I was sitting in the living room folding laundry, I listened to Jacob and Annabelle playing in Jacob's room. I heard the sounds of several toys. I heard them laughing and talking to each other. I heard the music of drums and little pianos. It never got quiet. I never worried. As I got toward the end of my laundry pile, I called their names. Annabelle came running in with a big grin on her face, pointing at at large blue spot on her arm. But she didn't just have a blue spot on her arm, it was all over her face.

Upon seeing my little blue daughter, I quickly ran to Jacob's room (a.k.a. Big Brother's Tattoo Parlor). Jacob was sitting on the floor, blue sharpie in hand, eyes tightly closed because he knew he had done something wrong. I scanned him and the rest of his room to see if anything else had "mysteriously" been colored blue. Nope. Just his sister. While Jacob spent a few minutes in the time out corner, I spent a few minutes on the internet, searching for ways to remove sharpie marker from skin.

Although I freaked out a little, Annabelle was perfectly happy with her new tribal warrior tattoos. I walked her over to a mirror so she could see exactly what her brother had done to her and she giggled with delight. She loved it. Since I wasn't quite as thrilled with her body art, I proceeded to get the ink off. After reading a number of "remedies" from using mineral oil to fingernail polish remover, I decided to try Wet Ones (antibacterial wipes). It worked. A few wipes later, the blue was gone and I had a nice, clean, germ-free baby.

Jacob said he didn't know why he did it. He just wanted to color. I was upset that he colored on his sister...with a sharpie marker....but I have to admit, the marks on her face were interesting. They looked like Chinese characters. What can I say? He's an artist...on any canvas.

Oh, one more funny thing.....See the picture of Annabelle sitting in the corner? She was sitting across from her brother, who was in time out. Of course, she couldn't let him sit there by himself -- especially after he had done such a great job on her tribal warrior princess tattoos.

Playtime Fun and Conversations

I remember Jacob hitting a certain age where he began copying everything he saw and heard. Whatever I said, he repeated. If I stood a certain way, he stood that way too. If I made a face, he tried to make that same face.

This is where Annabelle is now. She mimics everything. Jacob, however, has advanced beyond simply copying and now questions everything he sees and hears. For example, the other day, I was frustrated about something and let out a big, "uuuuuuuugggggghhhhhhh!!!!" Immediately after, I heard Annabelle mimic my frustration in her version of an "uuuuuugggggghhhhh!!!" while Jacob looked at me and said, "Mommy, what did you go 'uuuuuuuugggggghhhhhh' for?" Hearing both of them respond in different ways made me laugh and forget my frustrations for a few moments. They are just so funny!!

Jacob and Annabelle love to play with sand. They've been spending a great deal of time in their little sandbox in our backyard. Somehow, Annabelle always ends up with a mountain of sand in her diaper. It's as if she takes a shovel and pours it right in; although, I've never actually seen her do that. While she digs in the sand and throws it ALL OVER THE PLACE, Jacob is usually busy creating something -- his imagination, hard at work.


Bless her little heart, Annabelle seems destined to forever have a bruised forehead. She has had a bruise right in the middle of her forehead for almost a month. When one bruise finally vanishes, along comes another. How does she get these bruises? Well, she ran into the corner of the wall and created the first one. The second came as a result of a little shove down the slide at church (compliments of her big brother.) Then after that, she climbed up onto the toilet and fell off, bumping her head on the corner of the stainless steel trash can. Ouch!



Jacob is one smart cookie and doesn't let us forget it. The other night after dinner, we each had a Little Debbie Swiss Cake Roll for dessert. Side note: I sent Heath to the store for milk and a can of kidney beans. He came back with Little Debbies. :) Anyway, after we had finished our dessert, Heath grabbed a box of Hot Tamales candy and began eating them. Here is the conversation that followed:
Jacob: Ooooooh, Daddy....I want some of those. Can I have some of those?
Heath: No. You had a swiss cake roll for dessert.
Jacob: Well.....what did you have????
Touche.